Dear diary,
Mom went on a trip.
I'm all alone but its alright, I can take care of myself.
I'm bored.
I did all my home work and studied.
My attention shifted to David's brother's room. He was studying again.
Its been almost a week since he played his guitar or sang.
I don't Blame him.
School must be getting to him
I just had the TV and ted to keep me company.
I heard footsteps outside.
I went out with a flashlight.
There was a figure.
I wanted to scream but his strong hands clamped my mouth .
He brought the flashlight to my face and let go.
" sorry " he whispered and I ran away immediately.
I ran into the house and locked all the doors and windows.
I hugged Ted.
I'm alone and scared.
Love,
Dianne
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Love, Dianne #NoMoreBullying
Teen FictionI shouldn't have done this ... This wasn't supposed to happen. She wasn't supposed to die... What did I just do. She wasn't supposed to be lifeless. She should be in pain and fear crying because she deserves it.
